Patrick NEEDS our help

[PatInTheHat]

Nothing really going on, just a lot of kindness from total strangers stopping by the truck, asking how I was doing.
Ain't got enough fingers to count 'em, and quite a few already knew I was the weenieslinger from up the road.
Oh, and I was at the Presbyterian lunch yesterday, gee whiz what a spread, and I was sitting across from a guy and we was just bs'n, nice guy.
So it turns out he's the pastor of the Methodist church near where I'm parked, and after he prayed for me (have a lot of that goin' on here lately, one guy right in the middle of the road) between asking if I attended this church and slices of pie (yeah well there was chocolate and coconut cream, wouldn't have been very fair of me to choose one over the other, now would it?!), he invited me to his church for Friday night movie night.and Sunday service.
So whattayas think, was he tryin' to pinch a new potential parishner out from under the Presbyterian's noses, and while he was eatin'their deeelicious lunch, or could it be maybe the Presbyterians gave me the handoff to the other churches up and down the road?...if that's the case, then I gotta reckon the Catholics told 'em we already took a crack at that one, then ran post haste and barred their doors
Ya know seriously, I have never in my entire life met this many faithful in one place that don't mearly talk the talk, they really and truly walk the walk...most times I barely know what to say, I'm flabbergassted.
Now let me flabbergass you, I mean if you've known me a while.
I gotta find me my cleanest dirty clothes, I mean you wouldn't want me to go to church on Sunday lookin' like a complete hobo, would ya *THUMP!*......who fainted?
Hey them sweet Presbyterian ladies invited me, I owe them at least a shot, now don't I?

 

[GNTLGNT]

Nothing really going on, just a lot of kindness from total strangers stopping by the truck, asking how I was doing.
Ain't got enough fingers to count 'em, and quite a few already knew I was the weenieslinger from up the road.
Oh, and I was at the Presbyterian lunch yesterday, gee whiz what a spread, and I was sitting across from a guy and we was just bs'n, nice guy.
So it turns out he's the pastor of the Methodist church near where I'm parked, and after he prayed for me (have a lot of that goin' on here lately, one guy right in the middle of the road) between asking if I attended this church and slices of pie (yeah well there was chocolate and coconut cream, wouldn't have been very fair of me to choose one over the other, now would it?!), he invited me to his church for Friday night movie night.and Sunday service.
So whattayas think, was he tryin' to pinch a new potential parishner out from under the Presbyterian's noses, and while he was eatin'their deeelicious lunch, or could it be maybe the Presbyterians gave me the handoff to the other churches up and down the road?...if that's the case, then I gotta reckon the Catholics told 'em we already took a crack at that one, then ran post haste and barred their doors
Ya know seriously, I have never in my entire life met this many faithful in one place that don't mearly talk the talk, they really and truly walk the walk...most times I barely know what to say, I'm flabbergassted.
Now let me flabbergass you, I mean if you've known me a while.
I gotta find me my cleanest dirty clothes, I mean you wouldn't want me to go to church on Sunday lookin' like a complete hobo, would ya *THUMP!*......who fainted?
Hey them sweet Presbyterian ladies invited me, I owe them at least a shot, now don't I?

...anything for pie bro...anything for pie....

 

[kingricefan]

...anything for pie bro...anything for pie....

TWSS!

 

[GNTLGNT]

TWSS!

 

[PatInTheHat]

...anything for pie bro...anything for pie....

There wasn't enough time in the day, or nearly enouhh room in my belly.
I had to pass on apple (two kinds), lemon, pumpkin, sweet potato, rubarb/strawberry, strawberry, berry, and a pear with crump topping, that I would have gotten if that eighty year old eighty pound old lady didn't look like she meant serious pear pie bidness...hey she mighta been little, and she mighta been frail, but she still looked mighty rough for an ol' Presbyterian broad
I can't even get into the cakes, and rolls, and, COOKIES!, my blood sugar ya know

 

[kingricefan]

There wasn't enough time in the day, or nearly enouhh room in my belly.
I had to pass on apple (two kinds), lemon, pumpkin, sweet potato, rubarb/strawberry, strawberry, berry, and a pear with crump topping, that I would have gotten if that eighty year old eighty pound old lady didn't look like she meant serious pear pie bidness...hey she mighta been little, and she mighta been frail, but she still looked mighty rough for an ol' Presbyterian broad
I can't even get into the cakes, and rolls, and, COOKIES!, my blood sugar ya know

Don't mess with the Little Old Ladies of the south, PITH. That's like sticking your hand into a hornet's nest that has a dozen or so rattlesnakes inside!

 

[DiO'Bolic]

...anything for pie bro...anything for pie....

I was at the third funeral (of my wife 's uncles and aunt) within a month yesterday (they're dropping like flies). The minister noted of her uncle that he was a very spiritual man, just not too fond of organized religion. I liked that line... perhaps you can use it. He said during the service we would throw caution to the wind, and say a prayer for him. Afterward, he noted that lighting didn't strike.

 

[PatInTheHat]

Don't mess with the Little Old Ladies of the south, PITH. That's like sticking your hand into a hornet's nest that has a dozen or so rattlesnakes inside!

Oh you ain't tellin' me nothin' new, but for her age this one was quicker than most, I mean she snagged that pie the very blink I saw it..,and now I know where the phrase 'blink of an eye' comes from, comez from little old Presbyterian ladies snatchin' the last piece of pear pie!

 

[Dana Jean]

Nothing really going on, just a lot of kindness from total strangers stopping by the truck, asking how I was doing.
Ain't got enough fingers to count 'em, and quite a few already knew I was the weenieslinger from up the road.
Oh, and I was at the Presbyterian lunch yesterday, gee whiz what a spread, and I was sitting across from a guy and we was just bs'n, nice guy.
So it turns out he's the pastor of the Methodist church near where I'm parked, and after he prayed for me (have a lot of that goin' on here lately, one guy right in the middle of the road) between asking if I attended this church and slices of pie (yeah well there was chocolate and coconut cream, wouldn't have been very fair of me to choose one over the other, now would it?!), he invited me to his church for Friday night movie night.and Sunday service.
So whattayas think, was he tryin' to pinch a new potential parishner out from under the Presbyterian's noses, and while he was eatin'their deeelicious lunch, or could it be maybe the Presbyterians gave me the handoff to the other churches up and down the road?...if that's the case, then I gotta reckon the Catholics told 'em we already took a crack at that one, then ran post haste and barred their doors
Ya know seriously, I have never in my entire life met this many faithful in one place that don't mearly talk the talk, they really and truly walk the walk...most times I barely know what to say, I'm flabbergassted.
Now let me flabbergass you, I mean if you've known me a while.
I gotta find me my cleanest dirty clothes, I mean you wouldn't want me to go to church on Sunday lookin' like a complete hobo, would ya *THUMP!*......who fainted?
Hey them sweet Presbyterian ladies invited me, I owe them at least a shot, now don't I?

I'm not a church goer, but I do admire a church community who do things because it's the right thing to do, not how it's going to look to others. Go to the movie, talk to this pastor. He has connections to the community. To safety, and a job to get you at least through winter. You never have to stay anywhere, but sometimes, you've got to let some roots grow and see what happens.

 

[GNTLGNT]

I'm not a church goer, but I do admire a church community who do things because it's the right thing to do, not how it's going to look to others. Go to the movie, talk to this pastor. He has connections to the community. To safety, and a job to get you at least through winter. You never have to stay anywhere, but sometimes, you've got to let some roots grow and see what happens.

...beautifully stated.....

 

[PatInTheHat]

I'm not a church goer, but I do admire a church community who do things because it's the right thing to do, not how it's going to look to others. Go to the movie, talk to this pastor. He has connections to the community. To safety, and a job to get you at least through winter. You never have to stay anywhere, but sometimes, you've got to let some roots grow and see what happens.

Nah we're gonna nix the movie night, it's not a typical Hollywood inspirationally feel good G rated movie, more a faith based production, I'd feel like a total fraud.
I did like rappin' with the guy, he first came off like I do sometimes, okay maybe a lot of the time, he was doin' a variation of my 'big dumb HillBilly', and I bought it, hook line and sinker..yeah ya snookered me, and I seldom get snookered, nice one padre!
Besides, I like the Presbyterian ladies, and they're ones that brought me to the dance, and ya dance with those that brung ya, so I'd kinda feel like I was cheatin'
Though when I walk past and see his car I'm gonna take him up on his invite to stop and say hey, I liked shootin' the breeze with him, pretty hep cat, then hell I like shootin' breeze with anybody these days, my cats have already heard all my stories, couple times.

 

[PatInTheHat]

Just met a guy calls himself, Tree, he invited to me shower from the window of his truck, just as a lady who stopped from up the road was asking me if I was eating right.
Stuff, blah blah more stuff, yada yada, and then we washed the side of the vintage fiberglass '70 motorhome before calling it a night.
Anyway, he's kind of a geezerish hippie.
Oh yeah, we started a wee town wee traffic jam palaverin' on If I was eatin' or showerin', I couldn't have prouder...oh oh, turns out I did neither, but by then masters of the motor manor needed attention.
Tomorrow, the scrubbing off the gruff, and stuff, begins, oh yeah oh yeah, and might could be, ya ready, a load or two of laundry, but don't hold your breath yet on that chicken just yet, boys & girls of all ages..unless of course you just want to turn blue to manipulate mommy and daddy for something cool, but remember what we said?
Finish what you start, that's right, now blue I believe is the color your going for, ready, get set, inhale breath and hold.....

 

[not_nadine]

It sounds like you found your adopted heart-home, Patrick.

 

[Spideyman]

You sleep well tonight, Patrick. Sounds like a busy day for you tomorrow. Kindness abounds.

 

[PatInTheHat]

It sounds like you found your adopted heart-home, Patrick.

Well we'll see, I mean Tree was the first person to have something to do, scrubb down an old motorhome off the side and down in a pretty deep and nice holler...he wants to live in it because I guess he doesn't like apartment life.
Anyway, we didn't finish and that puts a bug up my rectum, good lord can we not ever finish nothing, I mean what the hell is wrong with finishing something, even as meaningless as scrubbing down some damn motorhome!
Whew, thanx, that feels a little better!
Anyway anyway, maybe tomorrow he'll want to finish, I mean it's something to do, and something to finish, and something in trade for a change, clean for cleaning, hey and just maybe a Scoobie snack
Well I can't live on it but it's something constructive to do for a part of a day, I hope anyway, he can be a pretty interesting guy, plus he groans moans creaks and cracks a lot like I do

 

[not_nadine]

Want Audio.

 

[PatInTheHat]

Some other wandering around shakin' hands and kissin' babes, hey maybe I should run for dogcatcher

 

[PatInTheHat]

And...

 

[PatInTheHat]

What's a couple more...

 

[danie]

What's a couple more...

Okay, so I think you could be a photographer.